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driftfleet2017-03-03 11:56 pm
thespaceopera) wrote in driftfleet2017-03-03 11:56 pm
Entry tags:
- !mingle,
- adalwolfe hawke,
- anders,
- asuna yuuki,
- aurae "tempest" le paulmier,
- beverly crusher,
- cara,
- charles xavier,
- doudanuki masakuni,
- edwin jarvis,
- erik lehnsherr,
- hank mccoy,
- hermione granger,
- jaime lannister,
- james tiberius kirk,
- jeyne westerling,
- katherine "kitty" pryde,
- kazuto "kirito" kirigaya,
- kubo,
- leslie willis,
- looma red wind,
- maedhros nelyafinwë maitimo fëanorian,
- max rockatansky,
- misty day,
- mon-el,
- natalie goodman,
- natasha romanoff,
- okita souji,
- ravi chakrabarti,
- shouta aizawa,
- sorey,
- uraraka ochako,
- vash the stampede,
- winn schott,
- zaveid
Just Keeping Swimming | March Planet Mingle
Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: Anywhere on Mafik
When: The month of March
[Welcome to Mafik, the water world! Hope you brought your best swimming gear and don't have a paralyzing fear of water, because that's all that's here! So get out those wet suits and enjoy life under the sea!
In other words, it's a mingle! ]
> System Information
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: Anywhere on Mafik
When: The month of March
[Welcome to Mafik, the water world! Hope you brought your best swimming gear and don't have a paralyzing fear of water, because that's all that's here! So get out those wet suits and enjoy life under the sea!
In other words, it's a mingle! ]
> System Information
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[She can see now that he had been in no condition to remember the comm or to write back, and she couldn't imagine sitting around waiting for him to reply. However bad the experience swimming over had been, it was the better option.]
[Not knowing would have been the nightmare.]
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It's nice, to hear. He doesn't understand it, not from her or from anyone here really, that concern for his well-being, knowing he's alright, wanting to make sure he's... okay. He's starting to come around to the idea that he can't stop people from feeling like that, though. And he knows it himself, feels the same for them. Knowing is better. He would have gone mad all over again if she had fallen out of contact; she's done it once before, during the raids.
He looks ahead, fidgeting with his paracord bracelet.]
... Thanks.
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[She lets them lapse into silence, lets Max fiddle with his bracelet, but now that the dust has settled and the panic subsided and they're safe, she crawls out from their cubby and stretches.]
You want anything to eat?
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Guess I lost track of time.
[In Max speak, that's a yes. It's hard to think about food when your thoughts are everything else.]